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Текст песни Z-Ro and Trae f Yung Redd, Lil Boss Hogg - Gangsta

Z-Ro and Trae f Yung Redd, Lil Boss Hogg - Gangsta слова песни

(*talking*)SK, Sha, bout time you let these niggas knowWhat you really bout, know I`m sayingIt`s Slow Loud And Bangin`, all these mark ass niggasWe bringing the real back, street shitGangsta shit, fin to put you hoes in your place [Lil Boss Hogg]A pair of fresh pressed Khakis, and Chucks will do me fineI provide promethazyne, so please pour out that whineBut don`t waste it on my new shoestrings, bitch I bangMy bold laces, match the same color of my flag that hangs (damn)I stay G to the T, E to the BH to the C, the streets raised me properlyBlock monopoly, always some shit in the blockCali building got naughty, knocked off Big GlockHad to call up Reese`s, got guns to dockHe done called his connect, and picked up a new stockThese broke ass niggas, ain`t nothing but peasantsWrap a nigga ass up, like Christmas presentsThese niggas ain`t G`s, these niggas is wussiesGet your lips off my dick, and go eat you some pussyI ain`t worried bout a bitch, she can kiss my assThe only time I come to fuck, is when I can`t get cashKeep your mind off mines, and build up your stashAll blunts rolled up, endo in hashOut of a bitch ass nigga, I`ll make a believer Have these niggas catching bullets, like wide receiversBitch I hit a lick, bought a Lac hit a switchYou can ask these niggas trick, S.L.A.B. the shitJust because playas get chose, you wan` grab your bitchI bet nine out of ten, we can have the bitch [Trae]I never been a thug, till I graduated to oneAnd never shot a slug, till I got my hands on a gunThese niggas be fraud and fake, and ain`t never been worthyGot me feeling like Jordan, dumping 23 in they jerseyI`m sick and I`m slick, I run with gang bangers and jackersFrame plackers and bad actors, being watched by them crackersI`m running through plex with plex, like I`m Randy MossYou run in my house, your head I`m fin to be knocking it offAnd fucking your spouse, with nuts running all in her mouthThat bitch`ll get tossed, like a drop top slab in the SouthGod damn cause here I go again, cooking and flipping dope againTen bricks in the do` again, ready to hit the road againTrae done just wrecked the flow again, lyrically I`m a assI`m sick of these roaching niggas, trying to get inside of my stashBitch it ain`t gon happen, fuck rapping cause I`ma get youAnd have your mama in church, word for word reading scriptures [Yung Redd]Don`t let me grab the chrome, and break up a happy homeLong as I`m getting my hustle on, ain`t nothing wrongNow all my music, ain`t just good wordplayListen real close, niggas feel ery`thing I sayPlay it smart, you can get your days darkThem K`s spark and break you apart, nigga so don`t startYou don`t wanna end your life, on a bad noteGet lost in gun smoke, niggas better take notesFrom neopacknol, you ain`t getting nothing backPlus the new Cadillac, 22`s under that 7-1-3, niggas better move outWalk a straight line, Yung Redd keep his tool out (*talking*)Yeah, it`s not a game know I`m sayingThe world is crooked, my niggas is straight [J-Doe]My nigga, it`s time to make this shit knownS Dub, V is finally in the Screw zoneIt took a minute, but you know we had to find homeToo many funny niggas, acting like they wasn`t wrongJump fly with a vulture, get your brains blownYou Donny Brasco, me my nigga I`m Al KaponeWe take private flights, you niggas never leave homeFifteen hundred, plus I gotta get some thoed domeI fuck`s, with the S.U.CizzyMoving these tapes, with the B.U.DizzyVulture piece spin, until I O-DizzyA thoed mouthpiece, make pimping so easyBat a hoe up, like my nigga named GeezyRepping the Dub, with S.L.A.Beezie [Z-Ro]Joseph rain, I`m here to put black eyes in the gameWouldn`t give a fuck about rapping, I`m a gangsta you know my nameSome people call me the crooked, some people call me the DonSome people call me heartless, cause if it`s beef I`ll smoke your mom`sAnd your papa and your uncle Eddy, nigga this war for realI suggest you go get your people ready, cause I`ma slide by and fuck a drivebyI`ma throw my shit in park, and straight up hopping outSound like applause in the streets, all these Uzi shells dropping outFuck with Mr. McVey, and diiiieRepping it like Southsive for live, fo` liiifeI pistol grip, with motherfuckers at all timesNavy blue up in the Regal, leaning to the left side2-wheeling down South McGregor, bending corners in the TreNo license or insurance, but I ain`t legal anywayGon jump on the bun, cause my warrant got a colorOne love to Yukmouth, in uniting the ghettos we all gutter

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